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*I am an instagramaholic. I love it. I go on it ten times more than I do facebook even. I hardly ever go on facebook. Okay that is a lie, I do daily. But maybe just once. Instagram all freaking day. Majority of the people I follow on there/follow me on there are complete strangers...so it is fun to get in on peoples fun adventurous lives! You could say I vicariously live through them hahaha! And I kinda like it because I can post a crap ton of pictures and not give a shit cuz the people I don't really even know...whereas facebook I have family etc etc. Not that I should even care??? Whateves.
*So the other day my mother and I went furniture shopping. She used to work at the facility that I do as of current but got a new job in the Twin Cities. Being as she is working in the Twin Cities she wanted to live closer. I told her she really needed to get on getting her house on the market because it would take awhile to sell with things being how they are in the economy etc etc. She was hesitant at first because she needed to still find a place to live but I assured her she would have plenty of time to look. She puts her house on the market. It sells in 10 days. WTF! Just my luck! Anyways, so we went furniture shopping for her new apartment. She wanted to get alllll new stuff. Totally fun right? So we went to Ashley Furniture first. I can't believe this actually happened. We were just browsing in the showroom as were a couple of other people that had gotten there after us and were behind us a bit. A representative from there walked literally right past my Mom and I and asked the ritzy ditzy looking couple behind us if they needed any help..then proceeded to ask the gentleman in a suit behind them if he needed any assistance...walked past us AGAIN and sat down at her desk. I couldn't believe it!!!I guess we didn't look rich enough to be worth her time since she works on commission. My mom was on the market for an entire bedroom set, living room furniture, kitchen table and chairs,and a new mattress and boxspring. Serves that bitch right! So when someone finally did come up to us I couldn't keep my mouth shut about it! My mom was like, girl why you gotta embarrass me!? But fuck that shit dude, who does that? NOT OKAY! I still can't believe it! Some people I tell you.
*Currently I'm sitting in a wheelchair. That's right, a wheelchair. And not by choice believe it or not. I am in the charting room at work and they don't even provide us with legit computer chairs up next to the table with computers on them. We have two wheelchairs in this room. It never crossed my mind until this evening. I looked across the room and saw Rich in a wheel chair and thought to myself, what the fuck is happening right now, we are sitting in wheelchairs. And on top of the wheelchair bizz, my wheelchair that I'm currently residing in has an oxygen tank on the back. A light just turned on all the way at the end of the mile long hallway. I totally rally raced down the hall in the wheelchair to answer it. Don't tell. Was kind of fun, not super fun but okay. My arms kinda burn a little not gonna lie. Grampa told me tonight that I am spoiling his life. I almost cried. All because I told him I had to give him a bath. Once that all got taken care of  and I got him snuggled into bed he told me he was sorry if he hurt my feelings, and I'm the best. WOO HOO! Back on good terms with Grampa. Jackpot.
*Do you understand the extent of what I have to do to blog while I am at work. You don't? Well that is okay because I will tell you. First off, I just do my thang and write my stuff. After the fact, I have to clear the history, which is no big deal. Then I have to go into the control panal to then go into internet connections to go into internet options to go into delete history to select all of the above 72 options to then hit delete to then wait for it to all get deleted so they can't find out that I'm blogging about how I hide that I'm blogging while I'm at work. WINNING
*Dude. It seems as if lately I am abbreviating everything into letters when I talk and then get peeved when people don't get what I'm saying. Ex. ICD. Obv means I Can't Deal.
*I'm just curious when I can get a bunch of money handed to me?
*I'm getting a little weery of the brisk season approaching. I got a decent summer supply of clothing stocked up over the last couple months since I have lost weight but come winter I.am.screwed. I MIGHT have one pair of jeans that fit me. I MIGHT have one long sleeved shirt but maybe even not? Ugh, I could cry thinking about it. Really though, it just kind of hit me the other day how much weight I have lost when I was browsing through old pictures of when Axton was a baby and when Zaidyn was first born. I mean, I don't really quite understand how I lost so much weight. Yes I do. First off, I was a stay at home Mom for awhile and didn't get as much activity in as when I was out and about working. Once I started work again here at the facility I lost 30ish pounds in the first 3 months. Also, I walked a croipton right after Zaidyn was born. Also, I've been stressed out as H about everything in my life so...I think all of the above might have something to do with it? But no joke people, I'm smaller then I was in high school even. It's a little crazy if you think about it. Plus, my boobs are smaller then they were before I had kids. That is at least 35 pounds right there since my tots were DDD's before I had kids. Just kidding, they were still in mosquito bite status...just now they are in smaller saggy stretched mark mosquito bite status.

That is all.